Fire and Eyes
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I watch the smoulder in your eyes ... rise
Flames licking inhibition, searing our entropy and ache
I am the yang to your yin, the neophyte to your authority and ease
Your gaze pulls me inward like the claws of carnal chaos
And I submit to the spin ... flounder in your fiery forge
I have died a thousand times in your sight, burning
I have held your heart in my hand, and felt the pulse quicken
Your smile and sinews, the swords that bleed my soul
They and I, weary of lust's bombast, and the lecherous spirit of love
(Love defined to a lad as the physical things ... the flesh and feel)
Yet I welcome the dolorous passion that devours me
The wild providence of conflagration that consumes me
And surrounds our world of selfish sensuality
I look deeper and say a prayer for mercy
But the blaze is too malignant, too wonderfully wicked
Reaching its tendrils to wrap me
I close my eyes to imagine I am you
To imagine the heat of my reflection as it flickers in your eyes
And melt ... like molten madness.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Eight Word Free Verse Challenge" Poetry Contest, John Hamilton, Judge & Sponsor.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden | Year Posted 2019
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